Not far away, Zhang Yang looked at the soaring white light through his binoculars, a smug smile spreading across his face.
"Send a message to the sect leader: Jun Ye is trapped!"
When Jiang Wanwan arrived at the scene with a group of experts from the Xiaoyao Sect after receiving the news, she found that Jun Ye, who was trapped, had not given up on breaking the formation.
The wind howled, causing everyone's clothes to flutter. Jiang Wanwan, dressed in a white dress, stared intently at Jun Ye within the formation, her expression complex.
Trapped in the formation.
Jun Ye took out the Dragon Spine Sword, which he had forged from the spinal cord of the Five-Clawed Divine Dragon, from his storage ring, and then used its aura to find the Gate of Life.
"Found it!"
A glint of excitement flashed in Jun Ye's eyes. He gripped the Dragon Spine Sword tightly in his hand, his entire being poised to unleash a wild horse.
He poured all his spiritual power into the Dragon Spine Sword, and the sword instantly shone with a dazzling light, while the sound of a dragon's roar echoed faintly.
He moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the Gate of Life. The mist and pressure within the trapping formation tried to hinder his progress, but his spiritual energy formed a solid shield, breaking through all obstacles.
As he approached the Gate of Life, beams of sharp runic light attacked him. Jun Ye wielded the Dragon Spine Sword, its blade flashing and colliding fiercely with the runic light, unleashing bursts of dazzling light and powerful energy fluctuations.
Every swing of his sword carried his do-or-die determination, and every glint of sword light seemed to tear apart this endless predicament.
Finally, in a dazzling burst of light, Jun Ye broke through the Gate of Life and successfully escaped the formation. He stood outside the formation, his clothes somewhat disheveled and his hair flying wildly, but his eyes were filled with the joy of victory.
However, his joy came to an abrupt end upon seeing the formidable lineup outside the paint.
The five Nascent Soul stage experts exuded a vast and powerful aura, their imposing presence overwhelming; the ten Nascent Soul stage experts were equally imposing, their eyes gleaming.
There was also a white-clad man whose strength was hard to discern, standing with his hands behind his back. His aura was subtle, yet it gave people a sense of unfathomable danger.
Therefore, his coming to Ancient Blue Star and even attempting to refine it was a complete joke.
Jun Ye's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, large beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and a deep sense of despair and regret welled up in his heart.
"Jun Ye, I didn't expect you to choose to walk right into my trap?"
Jiang Wanwan spoke slowly, her voice cold and clear, as if from the deepest abyss, devoid of any emotion. Her eyes, like icy stars, coldly stared at Jun Ye, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation experts around him also wore mocking expressions, as if they were looking at a trapped beast with nowhere to escape.
"Ha! What's the point of saying anything now that things have come to this? Fight or kill as you please."
Jun Ye's expression hardened, his eyes blazing with fury, like a beast driven to the brink of despair.
At this moment, he secretly planned to take a few people down with him even if he died, so his momentum did not diminish at all, but became even more fierce, and his body exuded a crazy aura of recklessness.
A battle between the two sides is imminent.
Jun Ye made the first move. Holding the Dragon Spine Sword, he rushed towards Jiang Wanwan like a ghost. The sword moved with him, transforming into sharp sword lights that directly attacked Jiang Wanwan.
He was trying to win over Jiang Wanwan, the leader of the group, hoping that this might be his only chance.
However, his plan was destined to fail. Yan Ziyan and the other experts from the Xiaoyao Sect were not to be outdone. They unleashed various powerful spells, some summoning raging flames, some controlling violent lightning, and others condensing sharp wind blades, all attacking Jun Ye together.
This prompted Junye to quickly withdraw his offensive towards Jiang Wanwan and focus all his attention on dealing with the onslaught.
Jun Ye dodged and weaved under the powerful attack, wielding the Dragon Spine Sword with impenetrable precision, deflecting each deadly spell. However, he gradually felt his strength waning, and multiple wounds appeared on his body.
Meanwhile, the ten Nascent Soul experts surrounded Jun Ye from all sides, trying to find an opening. The magical treasures in their hands shimmered with strange light as they engaged Jun Ye in a fierce battle.
Jiang Wanwan stood quietly to the side, observing the battle. Her eyes were cold, and a jade flute of emerald green had appeared in her hand without her noticing.
She placed the jade flute to her lips and began to play softly. The melodious flute music rose and fell, transforming into invisible sound waves that impacted Jun Ye's mind.
Jun Ye felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and his movements slowed briefly. In that instant, Yan Ziyan seized the opportunity to launch a fatal attack, a bolt of purple lightning striking straight at Jun Ye.
Jun Ye roared and swung the Dragon Spine Sword with all his might to defend. However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and he was ultimately sent flying by the powerful force, crashing heavily to the ground.
Amidst the swirling dust, Jun Ye struggled to stand, but his injuries were too severe for him to continue fighting.
"Jun Ye, you have committed countless evils, you should have expected this day to come!"
Jiang Wanwan walked step by step toward Jun Ye, who was lying on the ground, the jade flute in her hand emitting a chilling light.
Jun Ye struggled to raise his head, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He gave a bitter laugh and said, "Hmph, the victor is king and the loser is a bandit. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"
At this moment, dark clouds filled the sky, and the wind howled, as if roaring in celebration of this fierce battle.
"Kill them!"
No sooner had Jiang Wanwan finished speaking than an urgent voice came from afar.
"etc!"
The sound was like a resounding bell, echoing throughout the heavens and earth. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the divine dragon Yingyao riding on auspicious clouds, rushing over at lightning speed.
He was tall and imposing, radiating a powerful dragon aura that sent chills down one's spine.
"Elder Yingyao? Weren't you in seclusion?" Jiang Wanwan asked in surprise.
"My damned enemy has arrived! How can I possibly be in the mood for seclusion? Wanwan! How about I handle this man?"
Ying Yao's eyes blazed with fury as he stared intently at Jun Ye, his angry gaze seeming to want to incinerate him. His tall frame trembled slightly, clearly driven to the brink by hatred.
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